… after a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, you learn that love does not mean leaning and company does not mean security, you begin to learn that kisses are not contacts and presents are not promises, you begin to accept your defeats with your head held high and eyes ahead with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child. you learn to build your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, besides, futures have a way of falling down mid flight…

And after a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much of it… So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for some one to bring you flowers… Aasha